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Myaja Black Sep 2017
I have never made love
                      Although I thought I came close to it
                          My lover pressed his body on me
                              as close as he could that night
                               Frank Ocean was on repeat
                 And I felt feelings I've never felt before
                      I thought we were making love
        but you later handed me back my heart in pieces
             and now your dancing in someone else's bed
                    How could you have ever loved me?
                      We couldn't have made love if
                           I was the only one in love
Brent Kincaid Sep 2017
You’ve never grown up
You’re just a big kid
But only big on the outside.
To you, life’s a game
And we’re all just the same
We’re along for your crazy ride.

No use in sighing
After all your lying
Don’t come crying to me.
It’s almost gotten
That you’re so rotten
It will be a lot of fun to see.

The way you play around
You’ve never left the playground
But you still steal the money and chalk.
You want things your way
And every single day
And if you don’t get it, you walk.

No use in sighing
After all your lying
Don’t come crying to me.
It’s almost gotten
That you’re so rotten
It will be a lot of fun to see.

Fix things for yourself
And lean on someone else
I have learned all about your rules.
You cheat and you steal
Because none of us is real
And you think all of us are fools.
An allegory.
Harry Roberts Sep 2017
Late Night,
We meet up
And we're ******* again.

Is the the ***,
Or the company.
I'm your ex,
Is he not cutting it.

Cause I could cut you to
Pieces.
I'm a Pisces with a wordsmiths way.
You know with luck I've held my sway.

Now I'm reducing myself,
Degraded for you
Nothing changes
Even my looks were graded by you.

I'm done with you,
And I think Fates
Fed up with your ****,
I did myself a favour
When I abandoned ship.
The Story is a follow on from Stuck Still
rachelcderoche Aug 2017
I sip no more
from your cup of lies
all the while seeing
what you hide and disguise
what it meant to you
I guess we'll never see
you hide us how
so easily
from the past
to the present
the future says goodbye
to a life with you
I'm always asking why
were we bad
were you sad
are you ever gonna go
let me help you out
here is the door
sip and swallow
your words down the drain
drip and wallow
in the blood and the pain
she waits no more
to see what you'll be
we already know
your'e no good for me
by-RD
rachelcderoche Aug 2017
Sin
time has run out
whats it gonna be
shot in the dark
he says possibly
you choose
I buy
its all just a bore
a ring on the finger
is such an eyesore
she talks
you listen
you play your cards right
maybe if your lucky
this will be the night
no questions are asked
you really don't care
who's waiting at home
she'll always be there
your luck has run out
she sees it again
the truth revealed
of a fathers sin
by-RD
rachelcderoche Aug 2017
wake this morning
at it again
wiping tears
from porcelain skin
she screams
he yells
I already know
please stop daddy
pack up and go
the lights get further
they're over the hill
any excuse
for another cheap thrill
years go by
and never a call
distance away
is not a cure-all
nonexistence of you
is all that I ask
take head and listen
and learn from the past
I weep and wallow
for you no more
goodbye daddy
my shameful mentor
by RD
Lady ꓘ Aug 2017
I made an assumption
Turned out to be true
Over my head floated puzzle pieces of you
I found out you cheated
Not just once but repeated
It took me months to sit
and snap together all the pieces
that would fit
And the picture on your puzzle box display
Was not of me to my dismay
But of someone I've seen before
Someone you've tasted
and asked for more
And as you groom yourself for their delight
As my gut tells me "I told you so,
I was right"
I know I'll be the last to smile
When it's their turn to put together all the pieces in that pile
Lady ꓘ Aug 2017
I admit, that woman you so desired when you were with me, is a divine creation.
I compared myself to her down to the fine angles of her nose tip. I do not have her singing voice and I lack the thousands of fans on my following. I do not have the ****** comments or heartbeats and kisses under my pictures that would make me look more desirable. The excitement you must have felt when she toyed with you at those midnight hours in your media within a media within a media.... How quickly she dove into your imagination of possibility. I should've let her have you sooner after walking into her play pen to find you fiddled like a toy doll in her collection.
Lady ꓘ Aug 2017
You never wanted to be
The pages in my book
You just wanted to be the bookmark
Conveniently placing yourself
From one book
To the next.
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